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Grandmother's Spotted Tablecloth

Grandmother's spotted tablecloth has withstood all the town gossip and ancestral judgment calls, casually, as it may rest on her mahogany table, It has been the subject of numerous fables, An unexpected gift handed down from generation, Granny's affinity to its unusual colors, patterns and intricacy of art, has made the item one of her favorite parts of the day, The way it deflects the morning sun light, as the clouds play peek-a-boo, Oh, the elders may quarrel and have their say about Granny's eccentric ways and loyalty to a flimsy piece of material, but, only she understands the complicated serial numbers woven in the much talked about tapestry, To her, it is more than an adornment for her lightly scarred , antique table, It is her reason for believing that God truly exists.......

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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